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Guo Zhenyue felt his head buzzing.

Although he usually handled all matters of the Imperial Sword Peak on behalf of Peak Master Ling Fang, he had absolutely no authority to hand over such a precious treasure.

"You... your constitution is actually..."

Xiao Yuening's phoenix eyes widened, and he coldly rebuked, "Now take your disciples and get out!"

"you!!!"

At this moment, Guo Zhenyue was furious.

The Yin Sha Spear must not be handed over to him!

"No! I was talking about you guys!"

Guo Zhenyue pointed at Chu Yang, "He also needs to hold on for ten minutes."

Now he has figured it out: perhaps Xiao Yuening is the one in ten thousand whose aura perfectly matches that of the Yin Sha Spear.

The probability of this happening is even smaller than winning the lottery twice in a row. He would never believe that this could happen a second time.

Xiao Yuening was almost laughing in anger at the old scoundrel's shamelessness.

Without saying a word, she threw the Yin Sha Spear directly to Chu Yang.

Chu Yang took the gun and felt speechless.

Each time he harmonized Yin and Yang with Xiao Yuening, the Yin energy he endured was far more intense than that from this spear.

To put it another way, if Xiao Yuening's Yin Sha Qi couldn't suppress the Yin Sha Spear, how could he have been able to handle it so well just now?

He gripped the gun handle lightly, and the chilling, malevolent aura surging forth felt like a gentle breeze to him.

He simply sat back down on the big rock with his gun, took out his phone, set a ten-minute alarm, and started playing Snake to pass the time, oblivious to everyone else.

As time passed, the curve of Guo Zhenyue's lips gradually stiffened and disappeared...

"Ring ring..."

The quiet night was ripped apart by the crisp sound of an alarm clock.

Chu Yang waved his phone. "Old man, time's up! Next time something like this happens, just send it over by express delivery."

He smiled and waved to Xiao Yuening, "Let's go home and clean our guns."

Although he said he was leaving, his eyes were full of provocation as he looked at Guo Zhenyue, as if he was afraid that the old man would admit defeat and accept everything in despair.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Guo Zhenyue's eyes were bloodshot, and his withered old face turned a deep liver color due to extreme shock and shame.

Xiao Yuening has a special physique, fine, but what makes Chu Yang so special?

Seeing that the sect's most precious treasure was about to change hands, Guo Zhenyue was overwhelmed by overwhelming shame and lost all reason.

"How dare you, you brat!"

A beast-like roar shattered the night sky.

Guo Zhenyue's beard and hair bristled, and his terrifying aura as a supreme grandmaster erupted without reservation.

His withered claws tore through the air, accompanied by a piercing shriek, carrying the immense power to crush mountains and rivers. Disregarding his status and rules, like a mad tiger whose prey had been snatched away, he pounced straight at Chu Yang, who was sitting on the rock!

The target—that Yin Sha Spear, gleaming with an eerie light!

"You old dog! How dare you launch a sneak attack!"

As Xiao Yuening shouted in shock and anger, she pressed the communicator in her ear with her slender fingers and yelled, "Make the call!"

Guo Zhenyue had already flown to within a meter of Chu Yang.

He was in a frenzied state, his face contorted in a grotesque expression, roaring, "I'll take your dog's life first!"

But he saw a playful, calculating smile on Chu Yang's face, as if he were mocking an ignorant fool.

Just when he sensed something was wrong...

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The royal guards, lying in ambush in the darkness, responded instantly!

Gunshots, like popping beans, rang out, tearing through the air and forming a deadly crossfire that precisely blocked all of Guo Zhenyue's routes.

Guo Zhenyue's pupils suddenly contracted!

In a hasty moment, he forcefully reversed the attack, his supreme grandmaster-level aura surging to its limit to protect his body!

"Pfft pfft pfft..."

Most of the bullets were deflected by the violent energy, sparks flying everywhere!

Although the few bullets that penetrated the weak points were greatly weakened, they still pierced his shoulders, thighs, and ribs like red-hot steel nails!

Blood and shredded cloth flew together!

"Ugh—!"

Excruciating pain shot through Guo Zhenyue, who screamed as he was thrown dozens of meters by the tremendous impact, landing awkwardly in the green belt.

The once magnificent black robe was now riddled with holes, soaked in blood, and covered in dirt and grass clippings.

He clutched his bleeding shoulder, his disheveled hair steaming.

His face was as pale as paper, his clothes were tattered, and he looked extremely miserable.

The gunfire stopped abruptly at Xiao Yuening's order to "Cease fire!"

Chu Yang, holding the Yin Sha Spear, sat leisurely on the rock, his shoulders trembling slightly with laughter.

"That look... is quite unique. Failed to kill and rob, is he trying to join the Beggars' Sect?"

Guo Zhenyue was so angry he was practically fuming.

He does look quite disheveled now, but these are all superficial injuries. Although they affect his mobility, they are not fatal.

But in his entire life, he had never suffered such a humiliation.

"You scoundrel! I will surely tear you to pieces one day!"

Chu Yang's playful expression suddenly turned cold, his eyes flashing with a chilling light like the deepest ice prison, and the crimson-gold true energy igniting around him seemed to ignite and incinerate the air, unleashing a terrifying pressure!

"You...you're not a Grandmaster?" Guo Zhenyue's eyes were finally filled with unprecedented shock.

Chu Yang let out a sneer filled with utter contempt: "Ha, you blind old dog, you're a waste of your life."

Chu Yang's voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth.

"Chu Yang!"

Xiao Yuening shouted and stood in front of Chu Yang.

"Don't kill them!"

At this moment, Chu Yang's killing intent was resolute, and his eyes shot towards Xiao Yuening like lightning.

"Get out of the way! Today, they must die!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the car that had been following behind, now hidden behind the rocks.

"Including them!"

From the moment they provoked him by saying they were going back to clean their guns, Chu Yang had already sentenced these people to death in his mind, for three reasons.

Firstly, Xiao Yuening revealed his trump card to Guo Zhenyue and the person in that mysterious car today, which is a major taboo for a martial artist.

Secondly, just like when he killed Chen Beichuan and his disciples, letting go of an enemy who would surely come back for revenge was the most foolish thing he could do.

Thirdly, the people in that mysterious car behind are enemies, not friends. Today's events are open to speculation, but no witnesses should be left behind.

And all of this was almost entirely for Xiao Yuening's benefit.

Even if the upcoming battle would affect his performance in the undercover investigation, he would still do it.

This was the first time Xiao Yuening had seen such intense killing intent in Chu Yang's eyes, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"You...you listen to me, Grandpa has a past relationship with the Sect Master of Xuanyun Sect. Xuanyun Sect helped the Xiao family back then. I can beat them half to death, but I absolutely cannot take their lives."

Chu Yang suddenly took half a step closer, his fingers, stained with golden flames, carrying an irresistible force. He lightly yet coldly lifted her snow-white, pointed chin, forcing her to look directly into his eyes, which burned with the flames of destruction.

He looked down at Xiao Yuening, his voice extremely low, each word like a heavy hammer blow to the heart:

"You...you really think you can stop me?"

Xiao Yuening's breath hitched!

It felt as if my heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand!

The aura that once commanded thousands of troops and looked down upon all living beings vanished instantly like fragile glass in the face of this absolute and destructive pressure!

Her throat bobbed a few times with difficulty, but facing those golden, fiery eyes that held the power of life and death, she couldn't utter a single word.

At that moment, she had a strange feeling that everything she was so proud of was so insignificant and worthless in front of this man.

That oppressive feeling, originating from the depths of her blood, made her look up in awe.

At this moment, Guo Zhenyue felt an unprecedented fear.

Although his injuries were not fatal, he had lost too much blood, had dozens of bullets in his body, limited his mobility, and was in extremely poor condition.

Even if Xiao Yuening were to make a move now, he felt he had no chance of survival.

Moreover, Chu Yang's combat power has now surged, surpassing that of Xiao Yuening.

"War God Xiao! I have fulfilled my promise and given you the Yin Sha Spear. Now take your disciples and get out of here! Stop Chu Yang!"

At this moment, he had completely lost the arrogance of a peerless grandmaster, and only had one thought in his mind—a gentleman's revenge is never too late!

Chu Yang strode gracefully and arrived in front of Guo Zhenyue in an instant.

Without saying a word, he raised his right palm, which carried a sharp gust of wind, and struck Guo Zhenyue's crown...